"Bilbo...your Mom is still in your pocket."
"What's that?"
"This, my friend, is your Mom."
"It comes in Moms? I'm getting one!"
"She's talking, Merry. Your Mom is talking!"
"Let's make a maggot hole in your Mommy."
"These are the daggers of your Mom."
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"There's a big...machine in the sky...some kind of electric snake...coming straight at us."
"Shoot it," said my attorney.
"Not yet...I want to study its habits."
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